Hey guys, it's me! And guess what? I'M FINALLY STARTING THE SEQUEL TO 'HICCA AND HER DRAGON'! YAAAAY!

Now, I am aware of the stories that i must attend to. But! I felt that I put this particular story off for far too long. This first chapter should've been posted a long time ago, and for that I am sorry. Please accept my sincerest apologies.

Now! Listen closely. I started writing this chapter literally the night before last and I just finished it 10 minutes ago. So, I will understand if there are a few grammar errors that I missed while editing. I hope you like this, and I bet you will. :)

"The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you."

Lost in Translation(2003)

Hicca and Her Dragon 2

Ch. 1
Something Out There

This is Berk; the best kept secret this side of, well… anywhere. And that's saying something, considering our world has expanded, so to speak, over the past couple of years. Granted, it may not look like much, but this wet heap of rock packs more than a few surprises. And, for those of you who keep your relationships strictly 'human based', that's really saying something.

Life here is amazing, just not for the faint of heart. No, seriously, if you're not into wild, crazing games going on and things blowing up two or three times a week, you'll most likely have a heart attack within the first week of being here. You see, where most folks enjoy hobbies like witling or needlepoint, we Berkians prefer a little something we like to call… Dragon Racing!

Yeah, you heard me. Dragon Racing. Basically it's this huge race where dragon riders race in this big circle around the whole island. The goal is to collect as many sheep as possible. White sheep are worth one point each. The black sheep is worth ten points, and it's only released in the last lap. Normally, whoever ends up with the black sheep wins, but there have been a few rare occasions where it's only brought someone one point away from a win. I'm not sure what would happen if there was a tie; we haven't had one yet. Hard to believe, I know.

Now, dragons used to be a bit of a problem here. I should know, I practically helped with some of the destruction along with them for many years. But, that was five years ago. Now they've all moved in, and really, why wouldn't they? We have costume stables, all-you-can-eat feeding stations, a full-service dragon wash, even top of the line fire prevention, if I do say-so myself. And believe it or not, all of those things were designed and eventually built by me. And those aren't the only things that have improved here.

Berk loves dragons. For a village that was made famous for it's reputation of dragon killing, it's really turned around. Everyone on the island loves dragons now. I mean, sure, they were a bit nervous at first and we had a few mishaps, but what else do you expect? I mean, they are dragons after all. Eventually, people looked past that and really liked having them around. And they love it when the dragons use their humanoid form. They think humanoids look really cool and it makes it a little easer for some to bond with their dragons.

Yep, Berk is pretty much perfect. All of my hard work has paid off, and it's a good thing too. Because with Vikings on the backs of dragons, the world just got a whole lot bigger. I mean, I'd love to tell you more, I really would. But, if you could see where I was right now, you'd now that I'm a little bit busy…

I loved the wind. Just the feeling of that cold, powerful force pushing against my face and going through my hair was unreal! But, I knew better. I knew that there were times where I would need to keep my face covered and protected. That's why I had my helmet on right now. I could take it off later when I was going slower. But right now, I didn't want to go slower.

I leaned forward, my hands gripping the handles of the saddle as my legs hung back. Toothless was lower now, just barley grazing the water of the ocean. I turned my head and gave the handles a slight tug, and Toothless moved over. We hovered and flew over a pack of Thunderdrums that were swimming just underneath the surface of the water. Toothless maneuvered around them, avoiding them when they leapt out of the water. Once we were past them I changed positions and latched my foot and my metal peg-leg into the petals. I moved the petal of my right foot down, changing the position of the tail. Toothless folded his wings and did a barrel roll under the right wing of a Thunderdrum that just leapt out of the water. I couldn't help the happy yelp that escaped me.

Toothless straightened out and spread his wings as he tipped upward, heading straight for the sky. With a happy chortle, he brought us up through and above the clouds. The sun hit my mask-covered face, shining through my eyeholes. Toothless flew left and right, gliding over the fluffy, white clouds. He then turned one his back and started flying upside down. I smiled as I arched my back, looking down below us. Toothless tilted downward and flew through the clouds before spreading his wings and bringing us up. He then started doing a barrel roll as he shot up into the air. I held onto the handles of the saddle and crouched my head, staying close to Toothless' body.

It was only when Toothless was above every cloud near us did he finally stop going higher. He let out a happy screeched as he fell down, his back to the ground. I reared my head around to look down as well. I got to say, the adrenaline rush I get when looking down at the earth from this height is wonderful. We fell straight through the clouds before Toothless maneuvered us and started flying straight again. But that ended quickly when I felt him start to tip over, turning upside down again. This time, I let go of the handles and stretched my arms out as wide as they could go. I loved the feeling of my arms gliding through the air so much that I didn't put them down even as Toothless straightened up again. I heard loud calls from above me and I looked up. There was a herd of Timberjacks flying above us, all making loud calls and yells. I finally lowered my arms as I lifted my head up to observe them more.

'Enjoying the view of another dragon, darling?'

I chuckled as I looked down to see Toothless looking up at me, a playful smirk on his scaly face.

"No, of course not," I said.

Toothless rolled his eyes and turned his head forward. I placed my hands on the surface of the saddle, looking outward.

"What do yah think, bud?" I asked, patting his head. "You wanna give this another shot?"

Toothless groaned. 'Love, please…'

"Toothless, it'll be fine!"

'Ugh…alright.'

I grinned down at him. I pushed my peg-leg forward, changing the tail position. I reached down to my left and yanked back the metal leaver that would hold the tail in place so that Toothless could glide. I pulled the hooks off the saddle and they retracted back into my belt.

"Ready?"

'As I'll ever be.'

I sat up, shaking my shoulders a bit to get comfortable. Slowly, I leaned to the right and slide off of Toothless. Now completely vertical, I shot down in a head dive towards the earth. I let out a loud, happy, energetic yell that went on for about five seconds.

'I'm right behind you, Hicca!'

I didn't have to look up to know that Toothless was diving towards me.

"YEAH…!"

I started spinning in circles as I continued to go down. A black mass crossed my vision and I saw Toothless was next to me, circling around me, his face never leaving mine. Still spinning, I snapped my head down to look at him, smiling even though he couldn't see it.

"Yeah!"

Toothless looked at me and stuck his tongue out. It flopped around as he gave me his signature, gummy smile. I giggled. Gods, he was still so adorable! Even after five years.

I spun in one more circle before finally stopping, looking down below as Toothless hovered over me. The clouds were parting and I could see the ocean from here. Gods, the wind surrounding me combined with the adrenaline pumping through my veins felt like sweet bliss sent straight from Valhalla. I leaned over and grabbed the loops on my legs with both of my hands and pulled them down. Then I yanked them up, and my flying suit expanded. I let out another happy yell as the force of the wind pushed me upward, lifting me back up amongst the clouds. I stopped rising and started soaring through the air, but I was unbalanced. I reached over and pushed the spring coil button on my leather chest plate. I heard a loud flap as the wing-like spikes in the back of my suit shot up. At once my flying balanced out so that I was now gliding smoothly through the air.

I turned my head to look back at Toothless. He tilted his head, smiling at me. I turned my head back around to look forward.

"Wow…!" I yelled. "Woohoo…!"

From behind me, I heard Toothless chuckle.

'Heads up!'

I heard the sound of him firing a plasma blast, and the plasma hit right under me. The force of the blast forced me to tilt upward. I laughed.

"Wow, yeah!" I yelled. "Do it again!"

Toothless did it once, twice, three times more, and each time my smile got wider and wider.

"This is amazing!" I called out.

I laughed as I looked ahead, and my smile instantly faded. Just ahead of me and closing in fast as a huge, tower like rock, and I was heading straight for it.

"No longer amazing!" I yelled as I lowered my head. "Toothless!"

'Hold on!' he yelled.

I heard him shriek over the sound of his wings flapping hard. I looked up to see the tower getting closer.

"Oh, no!"

Blam! One of Toothless' plasma blasts shot out from under me and hit the rock tower. I screamed and ducked my face just as I felt Toothless' paws grab me and his wings encase me. I held onto him for dear life as we soared through the air. Then, without warning, we crashed into what felt like rock, tumbling and crashing through what sounded like trees. We rolled a couple of times before finally coming to a halt.

"Oh…" I sighed deeply.

'Are you… okay?' Toothless panted.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Toothless opened his wings and his paws let go of me. I reached down and pressed the trigger of my mechanical leg, and the part that I flew with turned upward and was replaced with the metal piece that I walked with. Still panting slightly, I slowly got to my feet, dusting myself off.

"Whoo! That really came outta nowhere," I said exasperatingly.

The sound of crumbling rock met out ears. I turned around and saw that the tower that Toothless had blasted through was now toppling down, gigantic bolder plummeting into the sea. I flinched as I heard the snapping crack of breaking rock before turning around.

'Do you think anyone will notice?' Toothless asked nervously.

"Nah, we're fine."

Toothless grunted, and I rolled my eyes. I reached down and tucked the 'wings' of my suit back into their pockets on my legs, pulling the loops back up and tightening them.

"We-we gotta work on your solo gliding there, bud," I said as I retracted the spikes on my back. "That locked up tail makes for some pretty sloppy rescue maneuvers, hey?"

Toothless didn't answer me. I grabbed my helmet and slid it off my head. I reached up and ran my fingers through my bangs as I looked out at the horizon. I was met with a beautiful sight. It was a new forest, one that I hadn't discovered yet. The autumn-colored trees were high enough to touch the lowest clouds, and there were two small mountains that met each other halfway, but didn't quite touch. I smiled as I walked forward, observing the amazing discovery.

"Ah! Looks like we found another one, bud."

Again, no answer. I was still looking out at the woods when suddenly I felt a rock hit the back of my head. It was a tiny one, but it still hurt.

"Ow!"

I snapped my head back to look incredulously at Toothless, who was sitting stiffly, a grumpy look on his face. The second he saw me looking at him he shifted his position and turned around so his wings were facing me.

"Oh, what, do you want an apology?" I said in a playfully stern voice. "Is that why you're pouting, big baby boo?"

Toothless rolled his eyes, grumbling something that sounded oddly like, 'blah, blah, blah'. Well, we can't have that, can we?

"Well, try this on!"

I threw down my helmet and lunged forward, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Oh, yah feelin' it yet?" I mocked, pushing and pulling against him. "Huh? Pickin' up on all of my heartfelt remorse?"

'Nope.'

I frowned and jumped up to wrap my legs around his torso. He grunted when I did this and stood up on his hign legs.

'Looks like you need another lesson, darling,' he said sweetly.

"What?"

He didn't answer me. Instead he started waddling forward, getting closer towards the edge of the rocky level.

"Oh, c'mon, c'mon. Y-y-yah wouldn't hurt a… one legged…"

When Toothless stopped walking I turned my head to look down. Big mistake. I saw that I was hanging over the edge, in danger of falling down into the water.

"Dah!"

I screamed like a child and clung onto Toothless with all of my might. I got angry when I heard Toothless laughing.

'Any last words?' he asked playfully.

"Okay, okay!" I said quickly. "You're right, you're right! You win! You win…"

'Good!'

Toothless suddenly fell backwards, landing on his back. Still holding onto him tightly, I felt myself flop a bit as we landed. He suddenly turned the tables and flipped me over so that I was on the ground and he was hovering over me. Despite what just happened, I laughed loudly as Toothless chortles, pinning me down with his paw.

"She's down!" I called out playfully, pushing his paw off of my chest. "Oh, and it's ugly!"

A loud rumble that sounded like a laugh issued from Toothless. He then lifted his other paw and started roughly smacking me with it. I raised my arms to block some of his playful blows and delivered some of my own.

"Dragons and Vikings! Ah! Enemies again!" I chanted dramatically. "Locked in combat to the bitter-!"

Toothless stopped his smacking and suddenly flopped down on top of me. Some of the wind was knocked out of me and I let out a loud, aggravated moan of discomfort.

'That's enough out of you,' Toothless said simply, not moving his body off of my own.

"Shut up," I grunted, not looking at him.

A second later I felt the tip of his tongue graze against my chin. I looked down at him once before he suddenly started licking my face, coating it in saliva.

"Oh, what?! No, no…!"

I groaned irritably as I pushed his face away from mine. I moved backward and rolled away from Toothless to avoid anymore slobber. I shook my head as I pushed myself to my feet. Toothless was standing just a few feet away, crouched down, as though observing me.

"You know that doesn't wash out!" I snapped, wiping the slobber off of my face.

Toothless straightened up and let out a happy chortle. I rolled my eyes as I wiped the slobber off of my suit. Toothless stopped chortling and gave me an openmouthed smile. I smirked at him before flicking my hands at him, which caused the saliva on my hands to fly off. The slime landed on his face and he flinched.

"Take that," I said playfully.

Toothless shook his head, giving me a not-so-stern glare. I ignored the look on his face and wiped remaining slobber on the back of my pants. I then pried open the leather flap on my chest and grabbed my sketchbook from inside the little pocket underneath the leather. I opened the book to set free the folded up map that was tucked inside. This map was one of my current prized possessions. Ever since we started flying with dragons, we have come across so many new islands and new places that we had never seen or heard of. It finally got to the point where I started drawing a map of all the new places that I have come across over the past five years.

I sat down on my knees as I began to open the map, unfolding the paper and flattening the creases until the whole thing was out in the open. I reached over to my right arm which wore a leather flap that was filled with new papers. I opened it up and took a piece out.

"Toothless."

Toothless came up as I held the slip of paper in the air, holding the top and the bottom. He leaned forward and gave the paper a long lick, coating it in saliva.

"Thanks, bud."

I pressed the paper down at the end of the map and pushed my fist back and forth, pressing it into the map so that it would stick. I reached under the map to the sketchbook cover and pulled my charcoal pencil out of the little loop it was tucked into inside the cover. I lifted it up and saw that the end was a bit dull. I reached over to my left arm and pulled the small dagger out of the sheath that was strapped to my left forearm. I brought the blade to the pencil and gave it a few strokes, sharpening the coal. once I felt it was sharp enough I shoved the dagger back into its sheath.

"Now for coordinates…"

I lifted my right arm high enough so that the little compass that was strapped across my elbow was in the air. I put my pencil in my mouth before I opened the cap and turned the dial, trying to find the coordinates.

"So," I said, closing the compass and taking the pencil out of my mouth. "What should we name it?"

'Huh?'

I turned my head to look at Toothless and saw that he wasn't even looking at me. He appeared to be too busy scratched his armpit. I rolled my eyes, trying to resist the urge to laugh.

"'Itchy Armpit' it is."

'Wait, what?'

I laughed as I leaned down and started to draw the mountains.

"What do yah reckon, bud?" I asked Toothless, who leaned down to sniff at the map. "Think we might find a few Timberjacks in those woods? The odd Whispering Death or two in the rocks? …Who know? Maybe we'll finally track down another Night Fury…"

I stopped drawing to look up at Toothless. He didn't say anything, but looked at me, his large green eyes boring into mine. I turned away from him and looked out to the horizon, sitting back on my knees.

"Wouldn't that be something?"

I sighed. It was something that me and Toothless had been trying to do for years now. Ever since we started traveling and looking for new islands we have been keeping an eyes out for any surviving Night Furies. I just felt like we had to. Every time I saw a Deadly Nadder or a Gronkle with a heard of his or her own I couldn't help but feel bad for Toothless. All the other dragons have their own and he doesn't have anybody. I mean, he'll say he doesn't need to see other Night Furies as long as he's got me, and I believe him. But, still…

I sighed once more, reaching behind me and pushing my very long braid out to hang over left shoulder.

"So, what do yah say?" I asked Toothless. "Just keep going?"

Toothless didn't respond. Instead, all I heard was loud shifting from behind me.

"Tooth-?"

But before I could finish a pair of arms can up and wrapped around my torso from behind. I looked down and saw a pair of muscular arms with dark, smoky black scales covering the forearms. I smiled.

"You could've warned me, yah know," I said lowly.

A deep chuckle sounded from behind me as the figure behind me grew closer towards me. A pair of legs came out from either side of me and sat there like a cage around my own legs. I was pulled back a bit and I felt myself pressed against someone's chest.

"Now, where's the fun in that?"

I turned my head to gaze up at young man behind me. Now, Toothless' true form never changed much over the years. Honestly, all he did was get bigger. But his humanoid form was a different story. It seem that he had grown at least another foot over the past five years. He practically towered over everyone except my dad. His body also got bulkier and much more muscular. His facial features had sharpened, giving him a strong, handsome face. Toothless has always been handsome, but before it was teenage-dream-boy handsome. Now it was strong-young-man handsome. His jet-black hair was still as messy and windswept as ever, but it was thicker a bit longer. It went down to the bottom of his ears, but it didn't hang there like straight hair. It hung in thick waves, just like before, and it sometimes stuck out in places, and that's just how I liked it. The scales that surrounded his face were a little thicker and came down the sides of his face like sideburns. The only thing that didn't change much was his wings, which were much bigger in comparison.

I grinned up at Toothless before tilting my head to kiss his scale-covered chin. He chuckled. I gazed down at his chest and noticed the brown vest over his shirt. That was another cool thing I discovered. Once I made this new saddle for Toothless I discovered that it could shift along with him. Now, whenever he changes into human form the saddle changed into this cool, tight, brown leather vest. His cloths were basically the same as when he was younger. He was still completely dressed in black. His shirt was like a sleeveless cloak that draped around his shoulders and was kept closed by the single black string around his waist. He still had long baggy pants and black leather boots, so nothing changed beyond that.

"Admiring the view?" he asked.

I frowned up at him as he smirked at me. He reached his hand up and stroked the under part of my chin.

"You know, this is the first time we've been along in over a month now."

I raised my brows, a smile creeping up on my face.

"I did notice that," I said playfully. "And your point?"

Toothless smiled. Without another word he leaned his head down and brought his lips to mine. I closed my eyes and moved my lips against his. Each time I kissed him it felt like it had been ages since the last one. He just had that effect on me and I don't know why. Each kiss Toothless ever gave me was always fill with passion, desire and love, and even a moment's pause made my lips feel cold.

Toothless reached his hand back to grab the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I reached up and put my hands on the back of his head, tugging slightly at his hair. He had just started to put his other hand on my waist when I heard a twig snap. I broke the kiss and sat up straight, looking around.

"Who's there?" I called out.

Toothless turned around too, looking for the source of the noise. For a moment there was silence. Then, I heard a faint, familiar giggle.

"Stormfly!" I snapped.

Suddenly the person went into a fit of giggles and on of the bushes shifted around violently. Amongst the giggled a heard a low laugh.

"Austen?" Toothless called out.

A second later a small, blonde-haired head popped out from the bushes. It was Austen. I recognized that headband anywhere.

"Hey, guys," he called out, waving to us.

"Were you two spying on us?" I asked accusingly.

"No, not spying," Austen said as he stood up. "Stormfly wanted to scare you and I said 'sure'."

"But we can give you privacy, if you want," Stormfly laughed, still hiding in the bushes.

I covered my face as I felt the blood rise to my cheeks. I didn't care if people caught me kissing Toothless cheek or if they saw him kissing my hand in public. Small stuff like that didn't bother me. But when we're in the middle of a make-out session, then I get a bit embarrassed.

I felt Toothless put a hand on my shoulder as he laughed.

"Well, come out then," he said. "No point in hiding anymore."

I uncovered my heated face to see Austen step out from behind the bushes. He had also grown over the years, though, not as much as Toothless. He was half a foot taller than me and bulkier than when he was sixteen. His facial features were sharpened as well, and he was arguably good-looking. His blond hair had grown much longer. Five years ago it was cut short above his ears. Now it hung in long, blonde curtains around his face. On the left side of his head there was a small braid that went all the way down his head. Shoved into the braid and hanging from it was a small Deadly Nadder spike. I didn't have to ask to know that it was one of Stormfly's. Unlike Toothless, Austen had completely changed his wardrobe. Wearing a scarlet shirt, furry boots, dark blue pants and a thick fur hood, his cloths had completely changed since he was sixteen.

Austen turned around to face the patch of bushes he was hiding behind and reached his hand out.

"C'mon, babe."

At that moment a humanoid girl jumped to her feet. Stormfly was a beautiful dragon, no denying that. And she had three just as beautiful hatchlings to prove it. But her humanoid form was so stunning that it would make the most fearsome dragon hunters drop their jaws. She wasn't exactly thin, but very curvy. She had wide hips, a curved waist, and broad shoulders that fit her torso perfectly. She had a thin face with a slightly pointed chin, and beautiful sky-blue scales covered the sides of her face and her chin. She had bright, silvery blonde hair that hung in straight curtains over her face and ended almost at her hips. She was dressed in a loose, white shirt with straps that tied around the back of her neck to stay up. She wore a long, bright blue skirt that was tied around her waist and hung off her hips.

Stormfly smiled down at Austen before accepting his hand. He smiled up at her as he led her over the bushes and down towards me and Toothless.

"Afternoon, you two," I said, smiling at them. "Where have you been?"

Austen and Stormfly marched over to us and sat down next to us.

"Oh, you know," Austen ruffled up his hair. "Winning races. What else?"

"Snotlout and Fishface keep fighting over Ruffnut," Stormfly said as she leaned against Austen. "At this rate we're going to keep winning until our dieing day. And that's saying something!"

We all laughed at that. None of us had any idea how the love triangle between Snotlout, Fishface and Ruffnut started. All we knew was that it was hilarious!

"Although, the real question is," Austen leaned in closer to me. "Where have you been?"

"Yeah, you missed the race today," said Stormfly. "I thought you never miss them."

"I don't," I said simply. "But… something came up."

"That 'something' wouldn't happen to be the reason why you practically pushed me out the door this morning, would it?" Toothless asked.

I turned my head to look at him. He was giving me a slightly stern look, one eyebrow slightly raised. I looked over at Austen and Stormfly and saw they had looks of curiosity and concern.

"Alright," I said finally. "Alright. If you really want to know… I'm avoiding my dad."

"What?" Stormfly and Toothless said in unison.

"Oh no, what happened now?" Austen asked worriedly.

"Oh, you're gonna-you're gonna love this," I said, scooting away from Toothless a bit. "I wake up. The sun is shining, Terrible Terrors are singing on the rooftop… I saunter down to breakfast thinking all is right with the world…"

"As usual," muttered Toothless.

"Yeah… So I say, 'Hey dad, good morning'! And then I get…" I sprang to my feet and imitated my father's voice. "'Sweetheart, we need tah talk,'."

"'Not now, dad,'" Austen said, imitating my own voice and he shifted his shoulders around. "'I got a whole day of goofing off to get started.'"

I snorted as he and the humanoids started laughing.

"Wait wait, okay," I said. "First of all, I-I don't sound like that. Who is this character?"

"It is a bit accurate," said Toothless.

I frowned at him as he shrugged. Stormfly giggled.

"Yeah, whatever. And second of all… what is that thing you're doing with my shoulders?"

Austen started moving his shoulders around more, and the other two laughed. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, that's a truly flattering impersonation. Anyway, he goes…" I puffed out my chest and started marching around. "'You're the pride of Berk, Hicca, and I couldn't be prouder…'"

"'Aw! Thanks, dad! I'm pretty impressed with myself, too!'" Austen said enthusiastically, flopping his arms in the air.

At this Toothless and Stormfly both burst into fits of laughter. Despite being made fun of I could help but laughing as well.

"W-when have I ever done that with my hands?" I asked, still laughing as I gestured to Austen.

"You just did!" he exclaimed.

"Ah, okay. Just…" I kneeled down by Austen and held his arms down to keep him still. "Just hold. Still. This is very serious."

Austen nodded, putting on a playfully serious face. I shook my head as I stood up.

"That goes for you two as well!" I added, pointing at Toothless and Stormfly.

Stormfly covered her mouth to stop her giggles, and Toothless held his hands in the air in surrender. I rolled my eyes, puffed my chest back out, and continued.

" 'Yer all grown up. And since no chief can ask for a better successor, I've decided…'"

"To make you chief!" Austen yelled as he leapt to his feet. "Oh my gods! Hicca, that's amazing!"

At the last word Austen reared his arm back and then punched me in the shoulder. It didn't hurt, but he accidentally punched the spring coil button and activated the spikes on my back.

"Oh! Austen!" I snapped, reached up to rewind the coil. "Don't do that! You're gonna wear out the spring coil! The calibration is very sensitive."

"Oh, who gives a damn?" Austen said, beaming at me. "Hicca, can you believe it? You're gonna be chief! This is- Oh my gods…" Austen gasped. "I forgot… Hicca, your gonna be the first woman to be chief of Berk!"

That was actually true. I was destined to be the first woman to take the throne of Berk from my father. I wasn't suppose to be though. See, about 300 hundred years ago, during the second generation, the chief's oldest child, his daughter Anabrick, was suppose to take his throne when she came of age. She would've been the first woman to be chief of Berk. But, something terrible happened. Not long before she was to become chief, she became fatally ill with a deadly, unknown sickness. The healers were unable to help her, and she died two days before her coronation. The throne was then passed down her little brother Alicus when he became of age. After that, no other chief had any older daughters to take the throne. They either only had one son as their child, or they had many children and the oldest was a boy, and therefore, he gained the throne.

"Yeah, I know," I said simply. "Crazy, huh?"

I felt something grab my wrist and suddenly I was pulled down to the ground. But, instead of landing on the ground, I landed right into Toothless' lap. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close.

"Hicca, that's wonderful!" he said. "I can't believe you didn't tell me!"

"Yeah? Well, I can…"

I sat up slightly, leaning into Toothless' chest a bit. I looked over at Austen, who was sitting on the ground, Stormfly's hand on his shoulder as she stared at me in amazement.

"Yeah, so… This is what I'm dealing with," I said simply.

"What did you tell him?" Austen asked excitedly.

"I-I didn't," I admitted. "By the time he turned around, I was gone."

Austen nodded. He then leaned over and started folding the map back up into the book cover.

"Huh… Well, it's a lot of responsibility. The map will have to wait for sure, and- and I'll need to fly Toothless since you'll be too busy, but…"

Austen trailed off into silence. He lifted it head and slowly turned to look at me. I frowned as I leaned on Toothless' shoulder, glancing at the ground.

"Hicca?" Toothless asked.

"…It's not me, guys," I said finally, glancing up at all of them. "All those speeches and planning and running the village, that's his thing…"

"I think you're missing the point," Austen said gently, handing me the sketchbook. "I mean…"chief"! What an honor! I'd be pretty excited."

I shook my head as I tucked the sketchbook back into the pouch of my leather. I clipped the buttons holding the flap down and looked at him.

I sighed. "I… I'm not like you. You know exactly who you are, you always have. But… I'm still looking."

I pushed myself out of Toothless' lap and sat down in the grass, facing the horizon. From in front of me I saw my helmet laying on the ground. I reached for it and placed it my lap.

"I know that I'm not my father," I continued. "And I never met my mother, so… what does that make me?"

I heard movement from behind me, and I felt Toothless' hands come up to grab my arms. He rubbed and squeezed them gently, trying to comfort me. It did work a little, and I smiled slightly at him. I glanced up when both Stormfly and Austen can up. She sat there looking at me while Austen kneeled next to me. He lifted his hand up and placed it on my shoulder.

"What your searching for isn't out there, Hicca," he said, and he lifted his other hand and placed it directly over my heart. "It's in here. …Maybe you just haven't found it yet."

I grinned up at him. He then leaned over and placed one of his usual friendly kisses on my temple. This proved to be a bad idea since there was still some left over saliva there from when Toothless had licked all over me. Austen groaned in disgust as he quickly wiped his lips off.

"That's why you shouldn't kiss other girls, hon," Stormfly said playfully, leaning her head on his shoulder.

I smiled, shaking my head as I looked forward. My smile instantly faded at what I saw. There, just beyond the two mountains, was a thick, dark tunnel of what was obviously smoke.

"You may be right," I said as I slowly propped myself up on one knee. "But, you know…there is something out there."

Austen sighed. "Hicca…"

I reached over, grabbed his chin and turned his head. I heard him inhale sharply and I let go of his chin.

"What is that?" Stormfly asked.

I didn't answer immediately. I grabbed my helmet and got up to my feet.

"Only one way to find out."

And there you have it! The first chapter to the sequel!

Now, a few major sidenotes. Due to simple boredom and no inspiration, I will be putting my Transformers fanfic "The Tale of Emma Witwicky" on hold. Don't worry, it's only temporary! It won't last long! I'm still gonna work on "Prince and the Half-Blood", "Angel of Music"(I'm hoping to post something for that one next), "How to Watch 'Hicca and Her Dragon'", and especially "The Interesting Life of Lavinia". That last one is my fav at the moment.

So, with that said, keep an eye out for those ones, be patient for the Transformers fic, and I will let you know when I'm working on the next chapter for this story. PEACE!